Product Description

'They call me naughty Lola. Run-of-the-mill beardy physicist (M, 46).' 'My ideal woman is a man. Sorry, mother.' "Disaffiliated flaneur, jacked-up on Viagra and on the look-out for a contortionist trumpeter" ran the first personal ad submitted to the London Review of Books. The quality has remained the same ever since, and it is now the world's funniest - and most erudite - lonely hearts column. Expectations of finding a suitable mate remain low, but it has produced a handful of marriages, many friendships and at least one divorce. Here the fruitiest of the ads are brought together for the first time. 'List your ten favourite albums...I just want to know if there's anything worth keeping when we finally break up. Practical, forward thinking man, 35.'

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #153858 in Books
• Published on: 2006-11-02
• Original language: English
• Binding: Hardcover
• 192 pages

Review
"The weird and wonderful have found their true home" Independent "Half-Hustler, half Times crossword puzzle" John Sutherland "It's where Simone de Beauvoir and Jean-Paul Sartre would have advertised" Guardian"

Observer
'It is a delicious read, stuffed with comically self-deprecating
and very British encapsulations of personality'

The Independent, October 30, 2006
"A foolproof guide to attracting the right kind of attention"

Customer Reviews

hugely entertaining
The funniest thing I have read in a long time. A brilliant composition of lonely heart adds that range from side splittingly funny to just plain weird. I didn't think that people could be so open,direct and funny just by writing 30 words about themselves. I can't think of anybody who wouldn't enjoy this book, an ideal gift that i've passed on to many friends and family members.

Genuinely Hilarious.
This book takes pride of place as my favourite toilet read, next to Letterbox by Viz. A quintessential selection of British humour, intelligence and wit, combined with quiet desperation and understated sexual frenzy, you just know that more than half these submissions are written to entertain instead of attract a mate. Let's face it, if you were as half as funny as these personal ads are, you wouldn't be crying yourself to sleep every night in your lonely bedsit or mansion. Buy it, and find your heart warmed by the human condition.

Genius
If only it wasn't published by a total arse who wouldn't know how to market a good book if he was fisted over his own toilet of accidental successes by Market McMarkety of the clan McMarket from Markettown, Marketborough, Marketshire (it's just off the M3).